God Emperor of Dragon Tripod Chapter 551: Lien Chan

Heavy rain fell from the sky, as if God was weeping, washing away the blood on the ground. The pain of the rain on his cheek made Cang Jiantong realize that he was still alive. He struggled to crawl out of the corpses, and almost exhausted all his strength to reach a flying sword half a meter away from him.

It was a fourth-rank intermediate flying sword. Its original owner was lying next to Cangjiantong, and the bright sword body glowed sharply in the heavy rain. Cang Jiantong clenched the handle of the sword and gasped for air, the heavy rain hit him unable to open his eyes.

With a weird cry, a cloud of ghost mist rushed down from the rain curtain, condensed and fell beside Cang Jiantong, smashing the water on the ground to scatter. Cang Jiantong opened his eyes, and a shy grimace came into view, but it was a female ghost.

The female ghost soldier’s face is covered with ugly sarcoma, which is unspeakable disgusting, but she obviously does not think so. In the lower class of the ghost, she is a recognized beauty, at least her hot body can prove it at this point. The female ghost soldier plucked her red hair wet from the heavy rain, looked at Cangjiantong playfully, stretched out her tongue and licked her black lips, then stretched out her hand to strangle Cangjiantong's throat, and slowly lowered her head. Suck his lips.

The female ghost clan shrugged her shoulders, seeming to make a sucking motion, and Cangjiantong's spirit slowly pulled away. The female ghost soldier gradually lifted her body back like a noodle, sucking her soul into her body little by little with intoxication.

Yeah! The female ghost soldier suddenly screamed, and a gleaming sword tip came out of her back, and then thumped and fell on Cang Jiantong's body, turning into a ghost tartar. Cang Jiantong looked up at the sky with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to see through the sky, but it was a pity that the heavy rain confused his vision.

Perhaps after a while, as if centuries later, a familiar face appeared in the line of sight, his tall and straight figure blocked the heavy rain. Cang Jiantong thought hard, he... seems to be called Master Chu, or Chu Jun?

The face leaned down, lips closed, as if asking: "What is your name, where are the others?"

Cang Jiantong blinked his eyes that were sore by the heavy rain, moved his fingers with difficulty, and then his consciousness plunged into darkness, and the light of his pupils also dimmed.

"Sect Master Chu, which direction is he pointing?" Qiu Chuji frowned.

Chu Jun silently closed Cang Jiantong's eyes, picked up the ghost tartar on his chest and held it firmly in his hand, bowed to the corpse, and drove in one direction through the rain. Qiu Chuji and other eighty Yuan Ying hurriedly chased after him, all with heavy expressions. Obviously, this thousand-member team was already overwhelming, perhaps the entire army was wiped out.

At the beginning of the heavy rain, the drops of water on the trees reflected the colorfulness of the setting sun.

More than three thousand ghost soldiers moved forward slowly, pushing around two hundred practitioners into a narrow valley little by little.

After chasing and killing for nearly two hours, we can finally wipe out these human cultivators. The general of the ghost tribe, the ghostless face, stood in the air with ease. As long as he waved his hand, these two hundred dead human beings Have to be crushed.

Bingxuanmen elder Wu Chengze and Huanqianmen elder Ren Hua were the captain and deputy of this thousand-man team, and the other deputy had already died.

Except for Fan Jian’s thousand-member team, which is all composed of golden core cultivators, the other three thousand-member teams have arranged ten Yuan Ying and one hundred and fifty golden cores, but now, Wu Chengze’s thousands There were only two hundred people left in the team. Three Yuan Ying died in the battle, and Jin Dan lost more than 60 people, which was a heavy loss.

"Shoot!" Gui Wuya let out a cold voice.

More than three thousand ghost spears braved the horrible spirit of the two hundred cultivators in the narrow valley. The terrain was so narrow that there was no way to escape, and the cultivators could only resist directly. But the people who fled all the way for nearly two hours, their spiritual power has already been exhausted, and after a round of ghost spears swept through, there are only a hundred cultivators who can stay in the air, like dumplings. Most of it fell, and the screams resounded across the entire valley.

Wu Chengze and Ren Hua both looked miserable. The former yelled: "Fight with them!" The first rushed out towards the valley.

Rather than being shot and killed by the opponent like this, it is better to get some money before death. For a while, everyone broke out with a terrifying murderousness and killed the ghost army outside the valley.

Ghost Toothless sneered: "Kill all these humans!"

More than three thousand ghost soldiers formed a formation to greet Wu Chengze and others rushing to the past, and they met hand in hand, and a deadly battle with no suspense started. All the cultivators had a mortal heart, and suddenly they burst out with extremely powerful combat power.

Gui Wuya didn't move, and calmly commanded the team to attack, and the team's rules for advance and retreat were well-founded.

The terrible thing about the regular army is that it can exert the power of cooperation. This kind of cooperation is not a simple superposition of one plus one and second over two. It is already one plus one far greater than two. This is also how Hou Jun dared to praise the sea. Fifty soldiers overturned the golden core.

Seeing that Wu Chengze and others were about to wipe out the entire army, but I saw nearly a hundred people flying towards here in the distance, bringing all the energy billowing. Although there were fewer than a hundred people, the momentum was not weaker than a thousand. The army rushed. I saw a man in front of him with a blue shirt flying, his stature like loose, and a long sword in his right hand. Even after a few miles, he seemed to be able to feel the murderous aura released from him.

"It's Master Chu, Master Chu and the others came to rescue us, they succeeded!"

In an instant, there was a thunderous cheering, and dozens of people who had been desperate to die were lifted up, and they fought back frantically. Wu Chengze couldn't help but be surprised and happy. For the first time he realized that Chu Jun, who was wearing the Qingshan Longsword, was so cute. He rose up to force a ghost general away.

Gui Wuya saw Chu Jun and the others come to kill, his face suddenly changed. He knew that the main general Ghost King Ji led four thousand elites to chase Chu Jun, and now they appeared here unscathed. Could he get rid of it? The chase of Lord Ghost King Ji?

Gui Wuya was surprised, and saw that Chu Jun raised his left hand, suddenly something burst into the air and shot it straight to the center of his eyebrows. For Chu Jun who could defeat Lord Luge, Gui Wuya didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly avoided.

Puff puff...

A series of light noises, the thing shot and killed three ghostless guards one after another, and finally nailed the forehead of the fourth guard, only half of it was exposed. It turned out to be a ghost tartar. The four soldiers were taken by Juli, and their bodies fell to the ground.

Ghost Toothless was frightened and angry, and immediately mobilized two thousand ghost soldiers to greet Chu Jun and the others. Peng, the two men and horses immediately collided together, and the two sides started a tragic battle.

More than 80 Yuan Ying didn't need Chu Jun's command. After killing some ghost soldiers, they would retreat immediately. They would never fight too much. After the ghost tribe chased them, they immediately rushed back and took a bite. Gui Wuya sensed something was wrong, and immediately ordered the team to stop pursuing and retreat, and Chu Jun waited for him to bite his tail and chase him back.

"All you can do to kill the human cultivators in Optics Valley!" Gui Wuya shouted loudly, and the ghost tribe army immediately went all out to kill Wu Chengze and others in the valley. The pressure on Wu Chengze and others suddenly increased, and some people were beheaded, and the number dropped sharply, leaving only 50 people left.

When Chu Jun saw this, he could only abandon his original tactics, and led all the Yuanying masters to rush into the formation of the ghost army.

Gui Wuya immediately ordered the team to separate, allowing Chu Jun and others to rush into the valley to meet Zhang Chengze and others, and then close the encirclement circle to surround everyone.

"Haha, there is a door to heaven, you don’t leave, there is no way to hell!" Gui Wuya laughed triumphantly. He remembered that the human cultivator with the long sword in blue shirt was called to kill by the marshal. As long as you kill him yourself, that's a great achievement.

It's just that Gui Wuya is obviously overjoyed. The combat effectiveness of 80 Yuan Ying is not enough to stop two or three thousand people. I saw Chu Jun's long sword flying, and more than a hundred masters broke out at the same time behind him, gradually rushing out of the valley.

Ghost Toothless was shocked and anxious. The command team repeatedly shocked and cut, trying to crush Chu Jun's formation, but obviously the effect was not ideal, and finally Chu Jun led everyone to rush out of the encirclement.

"Stop them, don't let them run!" Gui Wuya shouted sharply.

Unfortunately, Chu Jun didn't seem to want to escape. He led the team to make a big turn, and then rushed back again, with a hint of joke on his cold face. Gui Wuya's heart shuddered, and he looked back subconsciously and found that a team of hundreds of people appeared in the flanking direction at some time. Although it looked a little embarrassed, it was all Golden Core Cultivators.

Following the long sword of the young sword repairer in front of the team, the team of five or six hundred people began to speed up slowly, but for a few breaths, the whole team was already like sharp arrows and sharp swords. The light shone with shimmering fear.

Ghost Toothless eyelids jumped sharply. At this time, it was too late to retreat. The ghost soldiers who were less than three thousand under him could only be divided into two and two!

Boom! Four teams violently crashed into one place~IndoMTL.com~The tragic killing battle has started!

The battle lasted for half an hour before it was over. More than three thousand ghost clan groups were destroyed. Together with the master Gui Wuya also died in Chu Jun’s hands. The human cultivators also paid a lot of money, Fan Jian’s There were less than 500 people left in the Jindan Thousand-member team, and 12 Yuan Ying died in battle.

The sky that had just rained was as blue as a wash, but the smell of blood after the war was extremely strong, and the cultivators who escaped from the dead were both joyful and heavy. Fan Jian's Jindan Thousands Team has always been a real hard fight. At this moment, everyone is tired and sitting on the ground.

Chu Junjian furrowed his eyebrows deeply, and there was a worrisome in his heart. Fan Jian’s Jindan Qianren team suffered a heavier loss than he expected, and Wu Chengze's Qianren team was almost completely destroyed. There are only sixty or seventy people, and the other two thousand-person teams are probably not good enough, but Xiaoxiao is the captain of one of the thousand-person teams. Together with her are a large number of disciples of the Tianhuangzong such as Yuen Long and Huang Qi. .

"Resting in place for an incense stick time!" Chu Jun ordered.

All the cultivators rushed to take the time to take the elixir, regain their spiritual power through cultivation, and prepare for the next battle!

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